Saturday, September 26, 2020
I remember years ago when I was just a little girl, Doug let my Dad and my brother and I fish at a little stocked pond somewhere. Doug always will have a special place in my heart. He didn’t speak much and when he did, you’de swear it was his own language, haha. But I grew to just love his personality. He was always friendly and really good to my family and me, especially. I was thinking of him today, and as I drive passed his old place, I often reminisce of his little quirks and things that had to be just so- his way or no way. He was a good fella, and I miss him dearly. What a kind heart he had, even if it was protected by his rough, thick skin. I miss him. And I loved him like family.
